Married “Reformed” Criminal Crusticle On Date With Mistress At Webster Bar Stiffs Bartender On Tab, Leaves Phone Number For Bartender To Call Him After Hitting On Her And Praying To Hennessy Gods In Front Of Mistress

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A guy named Mark Prince came into my work today (a restaurant in Webster) with a woman who he was taking out on a date. He told the woman, “Momma, I’ll take you out to a fancy place but you pay the tip.” So they wind up at my bar, and he proceeds to drink 4 gray goose and Red Bulls. Then he conveniently can’t find his debit card. Keep in mind, he’s married with kids and his date from last Monday night was also at the bar. So he orders one more and goes out to smoke with his new date, and tells her he forgot his debit card. But he reassures her by telling her that he “knows me,” and I “know what’s up.”

He then comes back inside and tells me that since our ATM machine is down he’s gonna run down the street and come right back. Not knowing what a douche he is since I’ve never met him before I said that’s fine. His date stayed behind and finished her cigarette.

Meanwhile he’s been hitting on me the entire time in front of his date and I can’t even believe this mother fucker tells me and I quote,

“One day I’ll pray to the Hennessy and Heineken Gods that a pretty little thick white thing like you will go on a date with me.” He then writes his number down on a Keno slip and bounces.

No thanks.

He never came back from the ATM down the street. Granted it was only a $32.50 tab, but it’s more the fact that he thought he could get away with it by flirting. I’ve heard since that he’s been borrowing money from everyone and blown it all over the place after the fact. Now this douche thinks I’m going to call him after I initially paid his tab before a nice person paid it forward feeling bad for me. If only his wife knew….

That moment when your wife finds out you’re cheating on her by reading Turtleboy because you’re such a doucherocket that you hit on a waitress you intended on stiffing while on a date with a mistress at a bar in Wedbudh. Awkward.

Goes without saying that this guy is obviously terrible. Who stiffs over a bartender like that? Worst part is the whole thing was intentional, and I’m willing to bet that after I publish this blog we’re gonna hear from someone else and this is gonna turn into a #MeToo chew and screw thing. You don’t pull a stunt like this if you haven’t done it before.

And from the looks of his Facebook page he clearly plays the “I’m a nice, friendly, fun loving Dad who everyone loves” card:

People like this are narcissistic con-artists. They fool everyone into thinking they’re good people. But it’s all just an act to throw you off the scent. When you’re not looking they cheat on you and stiff bartenders for free Red Bulls and vodka. That’s the most douchetastic part of this story – he actually hit on her because he thought the chance that he might be willing to toss the tonsil tickler her way would let him get away with dipping on the tab.

As it turns out he also had the Turtlegram and Gazette fooled, as they did this puff piece on him last year. Ya see, Mark Prince plays semi-pro football for the Worcester Wildcats.

And he’s got a whole sob story about reforming from his life of a crime to be a successful husband and law abiding citizen:

At age 40, Prince has returned to the team after a seven-year absence and overcoming a myriad of health and personal problems that had him wishing he were dead. With the support of family, friends and even strangers, Prince is happy and healthy again, and he hopes he can inspire others. His recent Facebook post of making the Wildcats’ team and the obstacles that he’s overcome drew 365 likes and 305 comments in a week.

“I just want to inspire people to do positive things and never give up,” Prince said while sitting in his living room in Webster last week. “Changing your life around means a lot to me.”

Prince said he spent about two years off and on in jail for traffic violations and assault and battery while working as a bouncer. But after the end of a relationship, the demons overcame him.

Two years in jail for traffic violations? Yea, I’m sure that’s what he went to jail for. Shockingly he doesn’t have many Google trophies, besides this one from 2014 for driving with a suspended license and having no inspection sticker (on the same day that cop killer Jorge Zambrano was also in Worcester Courthouse on yet another violent arrest that Joe Early never sent him to jail for):

But it’s not his fault, it’s the “demons” that made him do it.

Dog filter. Nuff said.

“I think it’s amazing,” Wildcats owner-coach Dennis Faulkner said. “Here’s a guy who at one point thought life was over. So here’s a chance to knock off all his past demons and say he’s overcome them.”

Apparently when you overcome your demons it doesn’t stop you from stiffing bartenders and cheating on your wife.

Prince is scheduled to start at offensive guard when the Wildcats open their season against the Mass. State Wolverines of South Hadley. What will matter most to Prince that night will be looking up in the stands to see his parents, his wife, his soon-to-be-adopted daughters, his high school football coach, his friends and everyone who has supported him during his tough times.

Yup, all those loving people who he clearly has fooled. What a chiseler!

Shockingly he also has an estranged daughter he’s trying to impress:

Prince doesn’t expect to see his estranged biological daughter at the game, but he hopes playing for the Wildcats will serve as another sign to her that he has put his life back together.

“I want my daughter to see that I’m a winner,” Prince said. “I want her to understand that I’m a fighter and that her daddy isn’t who people thought I was when I was younger.”

Prince also hopes to be a role model for his new family. Prince married in August and he’s in the process of adopting his wife Katelyn’s daughters, redacted, 11; and redacted, 7. The girls’ rooms are filled with New England Patriots posters and bobbleheads.

Gee whiz, I wonder why they’re estranged?

This was hilarious:

His new Wildcats teammates also call him “Dark Prince Vader.” Prince insists that Darth Vader is a misunderstood character who turned out to be a villain because he had to, not because he wanted to, and he wasn’t as bad as he was made out to be. Prince feels the same way about himself.

It’s just so perfect. Who watches Star Wars and says, “I really identify with Darth Vader”? It’s like rooting for Pacific Gas and Electric while watching Erin Brockovich. But just like him, Darth Vader is “misunderstood.”

Prince started at defensive tackle for the Wildcats in 2009 and 2010, but both seasons ended early due to injury. Laid up for a while due to a torn Achilles tendon, Prince gained more than 100 pounds and ballooned up to well over 400. He turned to alcohol and got involved in gangs. After a previous relationship broke up and he became estranged from his now 19-year-old daughter, he fell into a deep, dark depression.

“I wanted to die,” Prince said. “I didn’t want to be around.”

Poor guy. His douchnozzelry caught up to him so he had no choice but to join a gang and gain 100 ponds. Hate when that happens. But it’s cool because he’s reformed now. Plus he found God and stuff:

His Jehovah’s Witness faith helped prevent him from attempting suicide. But for about a year, Prince was homeless in Worcester while working odd jobs here and there.

“I was depressed,” he said. “I didn’t want to do anything. I couldn’t do anything. I was too depressed and I drifted.”

He stayed with friends at first, then slept at shelters and on benches at Elm Park.

“I didn’t sell drugs myself,” he said. “I was involved in the activity in the gangs, delivering, stuff like that.”

Evidently the Jehovah’s Witnesses frown upon suicide, but don’t subscribe to the “thou shalt not steal,” “thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife,” or “thou shalt not be a drug mule for local gang bangers” tenets of Christianity. And please, spare me the whole, “he slept on a bench at Elm Park” thing. Who hasn’t slept on a bench at Elm Park after a night out at Leitrims? That doesn’t mean you’re homeless. It means you’re drunk.

Then he went on to talk about how he got hit by a car and was in a coma, trying to show the Turtlegram how much he’s overcome:

While staying in Charlton with his mother, he reconnected with his old friends through Facebook. He continued to suffer the after effects of the coma and he battled with his weight and depression, but plenty of friends and family offered lots of support. That summer, he met his wife.

“If I ever think of giving up or doubting myself,” Prince said of redacted, “she smacks me back into reality and reminds me of how far I’ve come.”

Oh, and he collects too:

Weighing more than 400 pounds, Prince suffered from back and knee pain, and seizures. He was so overweight he was collecting disability. He had to sleep with a CPAP machine to breath at night.

“Again, I was like my hero, Darth Vader,” Prince joked about his heavy breathing.

I guess he didn’t collect enough to pay his tab though.

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I had to comment before I finished the blog. As soon as I scrolled to that picture of him in an oversized suit with the sleeves going down to his fingers and saw that he left the tags on the sleeve, I died laughing lol. I bet he thinks he’s a balla lolol

He won’t post this. He is a narcissistic bastard who knows how to play the game people. Keep playing the game Mark when you should have quit . Time to grow the Fuck up. Watch some You Tube channels or go to some meetings at your local hall. Pretty sure affairs are not part of the Jehovah way of life or being a thief. They would kick you out.

You are a scam artist. Quit the sob stories . Only upset cuz your crap is exposed. Facebook is your soap opera Mark. You make up your own storylines for the attention. In the real world you are scum. You are a taker and nothing will change that. You want to change? Be like your soon to be ex wife and leave shit off social media. Get a real job where you work hourly without needing your friends to buy something from you . Be a man not a fictional character . Get some mental help and get off social media .

What has been said about me and done to me thru this already incredibly difficult time for me is beyond wicked, baseless and untrue. People want to be entertained. People think it is funny to watch other people’s misery and pain. It’s beyond me how people can find joy and entertainment in destroying other people’s lives. I apologize to my family who has been affected by any of this and also my children who are innocent. None of us deserves any of this. Misery loves company. I had a lot of success in the past I had a happy family a great career, and bright future on the horizon. This upset many people because many people are miserable they see this and they just love to see positive people go down. People who don’t have success or happiness just wait for anybody who has any of those things to slip up and they attack like wolves and sharks to rip them apart so they can feel just as miserable as them. I have always used social media to spread the love and joy of my family and friends and expierencees through pictures. I never hurt or slandered anyone. I have always tried to be encouraging of people and do the right thing and help when I can. I am sickened at the so-called Anonymous former friends who are coming out and saying false and fake things about me and relaying false and fake experiences that never happened to add spice to the story to continue this ridiculousness. None of it is true. My true friends and family know the real me and the things that I would do and or would not do and I would not do any of the things that these backstabbing liars are saying. What surprises and hurts me even more is the people who I did think were friends who are furthering this nonsense. I’m finding out the hard way that I don’t have as many friends as I thought I did. What if I took myself out today? Would that be funny? Would that be entertaining? You that make them feel better? The salt and lies being spread all in the name is entertainment is life destroying and cruel and I would never do this to anyone nor do I wish this on anyone. I’m absolutely devistated and I don’t know where to go from here. I understand that in time there will be some other person that people will latch on to attack and try to ruin but I’m that person for right now I guess. My only focus is to find my way thru this and love, raise, and protect my beautiful baby girl. Shes all I have left now. I’ve got nothing else. I could really use the understanding, love, and support of my true friends and family right now. This is the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to face and I’m not sure how I’ going to get thru this. I pray the people who have claimed to be my friends for so long stand by me now. Life goes on tho right. I hope they are entertained. It only cost a man his life.

Moving along, Turtleboy is not about “schadenfreude”. There’s no taking pleasure in pain and misery of other people unless they are truly evil. You definitely have some turpitude, but realistically, you’re just a run of the mill opportunist idiot. Assholes like you grow on trees. The purpose of Turtleboy is to shame rachets into not being rachet. it has nothing to do with color or background. Assholes come in every color. Dickheads only call us “racist” because we call them on our bullshit, and that’s the go-to reaction of every pretentious social justice warrior in existence, since “ad hominem” attacks are the last refuge of someone without an argument.

Back to you, you seriously need to stop fucking around, especially for the sake of your daughter. If you want to be a role model, stop trying to fuck every woman you see and pulling scams, and then you’ll never appear on Turtleboy. It’s as simple as that. Your denial and pusillanimous whining isn’t going to look good to your little girl, and we’re not having it anyway. In addition, if you care about your little girl, don’t ever mention killing yourself, even if you’re making an empty threat of that to get off of the blast you’re on right now.

Also, know this if you ever hear anything at all: white girls do not like to be called “pretty little thick white thing”. They hear that as you facetiously calling them fat. If you’ve ever been in a relationship, you’re seen Cosmo and other chick magazines even if it’s only when there’s no Sports Illustrated in the bathroom. If you’ve looked at any of the ads, since you weren’t going to read the articles, you’ll see that every white chick is thin enough to slip down a fucking shower drain. White chicks do not aspire to be “thick”.

Lastly, going on about that subject, it’s clear that there is a definite double standard when it comes to shit that white people say that pisses off black people. In this day and age, if a white guy called a black woman a “pretty little thick black thing”, it would fucking make headlines, even if “thick” was somehow seen as a compliment. Have some respect and you’ll get respect. If there’s any semblance of a race issue in these times, that bullshit definitely doesn’t help the case of black people.

Straighten yourself the fuck out, do the right thing, and you’ll stay off blast. Life can be fun without trying to put your dick in every chick and ripping people off continuously. Cut the bullshit.

The guys been nothing but a salesman and a con artist his whole life.now he’s being called out on all his bull shit and he’s still trying to sell himself as the good guy or the victim…go fuck yourself prince!

He can’t even keep track of his own lies. Had to cut him off because all he ever wanted was money and fake Facebook posts. I truly feel for his family, however finally glad he’s been exposed. I have never met anyone so fake in all my life. Preys on the kind hearted! So he says he has texts that the bartender never said these things but will sue her anyway? Classic Mark Prince.

Us non gang bangers who don’t commit crime never get credit for doing the right thing and we pay the freight for every one of these worthless bums. The daily grind freezing in January or sweating in July for decades our entire lives, from HS graduation to retirement at 65 or 72 there is never a break for us. Many have to continue working after “retirement” we get zero special treatment from the government, no handouts, nothing.

Sympathy is always reserved for criminals, alcoholics and junkies. “I’m reformed give me some fb likes”. They’re drunk, drugged and back committing crimes before the weekend. Dude joined a Worcester street gang at 32??? WTF what you would expect from a 17 year old.

got a little confused as to who the wife was versus the mistress and the bartender and who payed the tab he left. Big fat man-child hopes his estranged daughter sees he is a winner, so self absorbed if you want to impress your estranged daughter try being real with her and there for her not hoping she watched you showboating as a 40 year old high school boy playing football. Hope he keeps praying to Hennessy and Heineken, that god knows what to do with him. Wonder if he is receiving any unusual calls on his prepaid phone.

Likes to call restaurants and say he has had a bad meal and get his family to dine for free. We have his name and picture on file because he is a repeat offender. This guy will try anything. Beware. He is not to be trusted. Liar.

Honestly, I knew him when he was in about 8th grade at Shepherd Hill and was probably one of two black kids in the whole school back then…..was a pretty nice guy actually back then; but I don’t think he went through high school there the whole time. Don’t remember in the later grades.

Absolutely untrue and stretched beyond-reality I actually have screenshots from the bartender of that night who claims to have never said any of these things the story is inaccurate and absolutely baseless I have absolutely no idea why somebody is choosing to attack me and to try to discredit me and embarrass me or my family but again the story is untrue baseless and completely fabricated my family and I and I fully intend to take legal action against The Swinging chicken the bartender and turtleboy sports for defamation of character harassment and slander everything that was said in this article is absolutely ridiculous and untrue.

Swinging Chicken bahahaha omg you can’t make this up. Imagine some crazy chicken dressed as a pimp and he arguing with the chicken in court and all you hear is buk buk buk and flapping wings. But swinging chicken you said I didn’t pay and…. buk buk buk.

Known him since high school none of this suprise’s me! He tried to be buddy buddy with me after not seeing him for many years and was a car salesman at the time and my mom needed a car so I tried to see what he could do. Mom gave him money down towards a made up story he did from an auction for a car and needed it for a “down payment” and tried to steal my moms money!!!! i refused to let that slide! took a week and he was lying and saying they took the down payment at the auction etc… so I threatened cops to go to his job and I had all the texts to prove his dirty work! got her 300 dollars back after hell with him and told him to never speak to me again! let all our high school friends at Bay Path know what a scum he truly became and to stay away from this fake ass con artist! go to hell Mark! glad your being exposed! karma is good!

Shouldn’t you be robbing stores and shooting other negros, fat man? You need to make the nightly kill quota before the news at 10.

This is bullshit. Fuck being tolerant. Spooks are out of fuckin’ hand. Nothing is gonna fix the crime but some Klan chapters. Just one KKK chapter and there goes your opioid crisis, bad neighborhoods, crime rate and failing schools. Fuck this spearchucker and the rest of them.

You are so right. I’ve never seen a white Junkie. I’ve never seen a white dealer. I’ve never seen a white person try to sell food stamps on Facebook. I’ve never seen white ghettos. Never seen a white person kill anybody. Never seen a white person beat somebody up.

Wow. That’s some fucked up shit. I’m sure I’m speaking for many TBS riders – that is not how we feel. I’ve seen plenty of poor white trash on these pages. White, Black, Spanish, and all. Rachetness knows no bounds.